Chapter 5: Dragon Raises Its Head

"You!"

Liu Qingxue was both anxious and angry, her chest heaving rapidly; she never expected the other party to be so arrogant, not even taking the Liu Family seriously.

"Hehe, as expected of Jiangbei's Number One Beauty, I'm blessed today!"

The bald strong man let out a lecherous laugh, strode over, and pointed at Zhang Jun, saying: "My target is the Liu Family, kid. Kneel and kowtow ten times to me, and I'll spare your life!"

"Oh?"

Zhang Jun smiled, looking at him with contempt: "Kowtow? You're not even worthy."

"Courting death!"

The bald strong man's face darkened; his palm, as big as a cattail fan, whooshed with wind as it swung toward Zhang Jun's head!

If that slap landed solidly, an ordinary person wouldn't die but would be seriously injured!

"Careful!"

Liu Qingxue turned pale with fright and cried out.

Although she disliked Zhang Jun, seeing this she couldn't help but worry for him.

However, Zhang Jun stood where he was, not moving at all.

Just as the slap was about to land on his face, Zhang Jun struck!

Striking first after waiting, he grabbed the bald strong man's wrist and gave it a light pinch!

Crack!

The sound of bones shattering was clearly audible!

Ah...

The bald strong man let out a miserable scream, his face twisting.

He never imagined that this seemingly ordinary kid possessed such strength!

"Is that all?"

Zhang Jun kicked out, squarely hitting the bald strong man's abdomen.

The man weighing over two hundred pounds flew out like a torn sack, knocking over several lackeys.

"All together, take him down!"

The bald strong man clutched his belly, grimacing in pain, yet still shouted orders for the lackeys to attack.

The remaining lackeys brandished sticks and knives, rushing forward en masse!

"Be careful!"

Liu Qingxue's heart leapt to her throat.

With two fists against four hands, no matter how skilled Zhang Jun is, can he beat so many?

Zhang Jun smirked, strolling into the crowd as if taking a leisurely walk in a garden.

His seemingly slow movements concealed a mysterious rhythm.

Each strike hit the opponent's vital point with perfect timing!

Bang bang bang!

Thuds rang out continuously; in the blink of an eye, seven or eight lackeys fell to the ground, clutching their arms and legs and wailing.

"This..."

Liu Qingxue opened her small mouth wide, unable to believe what she saw before her.

This is just too amazing!

It's practically like watching a movie!

"Your turn."

Zhang Jun clapped his hands, walked up to the bald strong man, and looked down at him.

"Kid, don't be arrogant!"

The bald strong man endured the pain, pushed himself up from the ground, and struck a strange pose.

"I'm an ancient martial artist!"

Before his words even finished, his aura suddenly shifted!

An invisible force surged from within him, making his clothes flutter loudly!

"External release of internal energy?"

Zhang Jun was somewhat surprised.

Who would have thought, this bald guy is actually an ancient martial arts master.

"Scared yet? Kneel and beg for mercy now, and it's not too late!"

The bald strong man sneered, stepping closer to Zhang Jun.

"Ancient martial artist, is that so impressive?"

Zhang Jun shook his head and stretched his limbs.

Perfect for giving him a practice bout!

"Arrogant!"

The bald strong man roared and swung his fist at Zhang Jun!

The wind from his fist howled, carrying tremendous force, as if it could split mountains and shatter stone!

Zhang Jun neither dodged nor avoided, meeting it with a fist of his own!

Boom!

The two fists collided, emitting a dull thud!

The bald strong man felt a tremendous force surge through him, his body involuntarily stepping back several paces!

"Again!"

Zhang Jun shouted loudly and lunged forward!

They traded punches and kicks, neither gaining the upper hand!

The sound of fists and feet colliding rumbled like dull thunder, echoing inside the abandoned factory!

On the ground, they had stomped out a series of deep pits!

The walls were also covered in fist marks and cracks!

"Is this... still human?"

Liu Qingxue stared, her small hand tightly covering her mouth.

She had always thought martial artists were just legends.

Never did she expect to see one with her own eyes today!

Moreover, Zhang Jun could actually fight the martial artist to a standstill!

Just who is this guy?

"Break it for me!"

Zhang Jun grew braver with each fight, his blood seeming to boil inside him!

He let out a loud roar, a surge of heat bursting from his dantian and instantly spreading through his limbs!

This is... the secret technique his master passed down to him!

Dragon Raising Head!

Zhang Jun's aura surged suddenly!

He threw a punch, his fist seeming to be wrapped in a layer of invisible energy!

The bald strongman's face changed drastically; he tried to dodge, but it was already too late!

Bang!

This punch landed squarely on his chest!

Crack!

The sound of breaking bones rang out again!

"Ah..."

The bald strongman cried out in misery, flying backward and crashing heavily to the ground!

He struggled to get up, but found his strength drained away as if emptied!

A sharp pain came from his dantian!

"You... you ruined my dantian?"

The bald strongman stared wide-eyed in terror at Zhang Jun.

With his dantian destroyed, all his martial arts were gone!

"I'll spare your life—get lost."

Zhang Jun said calmly.

"Let's go!"

The bald strongman dared not stay longer, leading his gang in a sorry retreat.

"You... you okay?"

Liu Qingxue cautiously walked up to Zhang Jun and asked softly.

"I'm fine."

Zhang Jun shook his head, walked up to Liu Qingxue, and said: "Now, can you tell me why your grandfather insists you marry me?"

"I..."

Liu Qingxue hesitated a moment, then decided to tell the truth: "Grandfather said you have great fortune and can save my life."

"Save you?"

Zhang Jun stared, taken aback, and looked Liu Qingxue up and down.

Only then did he notice that Liu Qingxue's complexion was somewhat pale.

Between her brows, a faint black energy lingered!

"You've been poisoned?"

Zhang Jun asked.

"Mm."

Liu Qingxue nodded: "It's a very rare poison; grandfather consulted many famous doctors, but they were helpless."

"I see."

Zhang Jun suddenly understood.

No wonder the Liu family is so anxious to marry Liu Qingxue to him.

"You... can you save me?"

Liu Qingxue lifted her head, looking at Zhang Jun with a hint of expectation in her eyes.

"I can, but..."

Zhang Jun deliberately kept her in suspense.

"But what?"

Liu Qingxue hurriedly asked.

"But why should I save you?"

Zhang Jun gave her a half-smile: "You didn't used to dislike me, did you?"

"I..."

Liu Qingxue bit her lip, not knowing what to say.

"Unless you agree to marry me."

Zhang Jun said with a smile.

"Don't even think about it!"

Liu Qingxue didn't even think, directly refused.

"Then forget it."

Zhang Jun shrugged and turned to leave.

"Wait!"

Liu Qingxue hurriedly called out to him.

"What, you changed your mind?"

Zhang Jun turned back and asked.

"I..."

Liu Qingxue hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I agree!"

"However, it's only a nominal husband and wife; you cannot touch me!"

"Deal."

Zhang Jun smiled.

He walked up to Liu Qingxue, extended his hand, and grasped her icy cold little hand.

A stream of gentle true qi slowly flowed into her body.

Liu Qingxue only felt a warm current surge through her whole body, indescribably comfortable.

Her complexion also gradually regained a healthy rosiness.

"All right."

After a moment, Zhang Jun released his hand.

"Is that all?"

Liu Qingxue somewhat couldn't believe it.

The poison that had troubled her for so long, was it just so easily dispelled?

"Of course, what do you think?"

Zhang Jun retorted.

"You... just who are you?"

Liu Qingxue couldn't help but ask.

"Me?"

Zhang Jun chuckled, "I'm your husband."

"I mean, what's your sect background?"

Liu Qingxue pressed further.

"The time hasn't come."

Zhang Jun gave a mysterious smile, "When the time comes, you'll naturally know."